clarity again

Why is it that we fear
Things we know nothing about
Even though they might be right
In front of you ?

Shallow ideas and thoughts we conceive
But our senses happily and guiltily deceive
Despite the information and messages we receive
So how do we truly perceive
What is definite, tangible and clear ?

Answers won’t be found in the wind.
Instead, we must diligently toil on to find
The roots that grow and the ties that bind
Our constant daily, turgid grind
Against the ragings of the mind
Before eternal sleep takes hold and we are blind.


About TI

TI is based in Auckland, New Zealand. TI's somewhat eclectic interests include (but are certainly not limited to) legal humour (the law can be funny), good wine, the search for the best possible chocolate, alcoholic beverages, travel, commercial aircraft, photography, weird news stories and classical music.
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